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Chapter 1871: Bloodbath the Heavenly Prison (Part 2)

The night was slightly cold and the blood had not yet coagulated. Hu Jie looked coldly at the wound on Jun Mogui's chest. With the knife just now, he poured a burst of inner energy into the old man's chest. The blade stirred along the way and should have broken the old man's heart.

There was no way for him to survive. Now he relied solely on his inner strength to survive. There was no point in sustaining the attack, so he was left to fend for himself.

Jun Mogui looked at his enemy so close, his heart filled with hatred. The severe pain in his chest seemed to involve every nerve in his body. Every time he took a breath, he felt burning pain. Two lines of blood and tears blurred the old man's eyes.

For a moment, the enemy's face actually became confused...

Hu Jie was not willing to waste time on a dying person. The long sword stained with blood in his raised hand pointed at Jun Mogui's eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Jun family, from the moment you chose to garrison in the Heavenly Prison, you

You should have thought that one day, you should die, and I will come and collect your inner elixir after I kill all the Heavenly Prison guards." After saying that, his body flashed, turned into a black shadow and left straight away, leaving only Mr. Jun sitting motionless.

He stayed alone beside his son's body, waiting to die.

Jun Mogui closed his eyelids, and two lines of bloody tears slid down his cheeks, leaving two dazzling blood marks. He murmured and repeated what Hu Jie said before leaving: "The Jun family... chose to garrison the Heavenly Prison at the moment

I’ve been thinking about today since I woke up…”

"Mr. Jun, I am Ren Bing. Please answer when you receive it. Please answer when you receive it." A quick voice came from Jun Mogui's belt. Long Fengyang had given him a hidden satellite since the last prisoner riot in Heavenly Prison.

The communicator belt allows you to directly contact the Wuhun base in the event of special circumstances. Just now he turned on the communicator when questioning Ye Xingren's identity. Now the Chinese Wuhun already knows what happened in the Heavenly Prison.

Jun Mogui pulled off the belt with his blood-stained palms and whispered: "It's too late, the hell will be bloodbathed, the Jun family will not survive, Jun Mogui will fight until the last breath!" After speaking, he exerted force with his five fingers, and the belt in his hand was squeezed into shape.

fragments.

Phew! When he extended his palm, the fragments of the belt were scattered in the wind. Two burning lights flashed in Jun Mogui's eyes. It didn't look like he was seriously injured or about to die. He turned his head and reached out to touch his son's stiff face, and put his head to the corpse's ear.

He whispered: "Xing'er, let me tell you a secret. The hearts of dad and your brother-in-law are both on the right side. Go slowly on the road to hell and wait for dad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Mogui gritted his teeth and supported the ground with both palms. The bones all over his body crackled and exploded. He lay on the ground in an almost weird posture. The blood in his body surged, and his face instantly flushed.

It was red, and blood kept dripping from the stab wound on his chest, forming a small dark red puddle under his body.

Cackling! Two thick three-pronged tendons burst out from the corner of Jun Mogui's forehead, and his whole face became distorted. A pair of bloodshot eyes popped open and protruded, as if they were about to fall out of their sockets. If Jun Tianxing was still alive in front of him,

You will definitely be shocked by the appearance of your father. At this time, Mr. Jun has completely subverted the previous image of a child with white hair and a face, and has become a ghost-like face and a mandrill.

At this time, Jun Mogui was using an extremely self-inflicted skill to force his way out of the situation. This skill was acquired by his twin brother Jun Lin, who is known as the Snow Mountain Saint Shaman on the grassland. This skill is

There is a very tragic name, Jade-Smashing Kunggang Dafa. This technique was accidentally obtained by Jun Lin from a sky burial sarcophagus. At that time, Mr. Jun happened to be staying in the snowy mountains, so the two brothers studied this technique together when they had nothing to do.

A special skill, purely as a pastime.

It is impossible to know the age of this skill, but the method contained in it completely subverts all the orthodox ancient martial arts. The words are full of deviance, as if you are used to eating green vegetables and tofu and suddenly a plate of braised pork with full color, fragrance and taste appears.

After opening the book, the rich brothers couldn't put it down. While marveling at the wonderful ideas in the ancient book, they also kept this technique firmly in their minds.

Although Jun Mogui memorized this wonderful skill, the method of self-harm and breaking through the realm was too dangerous. He always thought that it was impossible for him to try it, but he didn't expect that he would actually use it today. He could break his own elixir and fight with the enemy.

Death, what joy is there in life, and what sorrow is there in death? There is no life in the beginning, no life but no form, no form, no breath. This is the last sentence in the Kunggang Dharma of Yusha, borrowed from "Zhuangzi"

"The theory in "It is also the last killing move in Dafa. In order to take revenge, in order to leave some blood to the Jun family...

The inner elixir at the peak of the Heaven Realm in Jun Mogui's dantian rotated rapidly, making several inaudible cracking sounds. A circle of spider web-like cracks opened on the surface, and radiated rapidly, until it covered the entire surface of the inner elixir.

This scene is very similar to Xu Qing's internal alchemy being broken open by the Snow Mountain Mastiff in the Snowy Mountains.

Click, click, click - the cracks on the surface of the inner alchemy seemed to have deepened a few centimeters, and then a piece fell down, like a cooked egg shell that was evenly cracked. Once one piece was peeled off, it became extremely easy to peel it off completely.

, as the cracking sound continued, a layer fell from the surface of the inner alchemy, and an inner alchemy with a human-shaped outline appeared in the dantian, but there was still a layer of shallow spider-like cracks on the surface of the inner alchemy, like

It looks like it will crack at any time.

The Jade-Smashing Kunggang Dafa is a miraculous skill that can cause self-harm and break through the realm. Although it temporarily allowed Jun Mogui to successfully break through the realm, it also left damage to his inner alchemy that is extremely difficult to heal. If he now works in seclusion for a few years to consolidate his realm, maybe

He can truly become a semi-holy warrior, but if he takes action against others at this moment, there will be endless troubles.

Jun Mogui was already determined to die, so naturally he no longer had many scruples. There was only one thing he had to do now, to avenge all the dead members of the Jun family at all costs, even if he died with the enemy!

After all, Hu Jie was still guilty of being conceited. If he had stabbed Mr. Jun before he died, there would have been no further trouble. At this time, he was converging with five other people to hunt down the scattered people in the Heavenly Prison at night.

Wherever the Jun family passed by, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. No matter whether they were old, young, women, or children, they would not be able to escape their vicious hands. They were like evil ghosts coming out of Abi Hell, without any trace of humanity.

The small attic where Wang Tiangang and his wife lived was a bit out of place. It was built at the foot of a mountain more than ten miles away from where Jun's family lived. This was all Jun Buyu's idea. When she was pregnant, she smelled the fishy smell wafting in the sea breeze.

Wang Tiangang, who was considerate of his wife's plight, immediately called a group of Jun family tigers to build a three-story attic at the foot of a mountain far away from the sea. The environment here is quiet and the air is pleasant. It is indeed a good place to live at home.

The ancient warrior's pace was already fast, and the more than ten miles of mountain road was nothing. All kinds of wild animals on the mountain did not dare to disturb the couple's peaceful life, because Jun Buyu adopted a powerful enough pet, a spiritual black animal.

Leopard, this guy is more effective at guarding the house than a hundred fierce dogs.


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